eleanor ◇ peter parker

chapter eighteen

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN. OCTOBER 22, 2019.

"PETER!" eleanor ran towards harry. to do what, she didn't know. she already wasn't very strong as herself, and she had no clue how to do whatever she did in the auditorium. at this point, seeing her boyfriend with a knife stuck in his stomach was enough for her to turn the whole world upside down. she wanted to let loose and hurt harry badly. but as she's been told before by charles xavier, that's not the point of her powers. she's not made to kill. she's made to save. 

but then again, she did kill someone. not on purpose, but she did it. and she never wanted to do it again.

ellie was still making her way to the boy. but before she could reach him, though, harry lifted into the air. eleanor turned around to see quentin with his left hand in the air, pointed straight at harry. he didn't look like he was putting out much power as harry floated in the air. quentin looked pissed.

wade stood beside him, one of his katanas drawn and by his side. "ellie, go inside now!" wade ordered, taking a step forward. quentin threw harry across the roof, onto the other side. harry stood , drawing a razor bat and slinging it in wade's direction. he jumped out of the way and glanced at quentin. "go call xavier."

"i can help - " quentin tried to argue, but he was only interrupted by wade.

"no! go call xavier, now!" wade yelled back, deciding to put his katana back. he wasn't going to use a sword against a kid who was sad and mourning, even though he really, really wanted to. like, really wanted to. really badly. he wanted to use his katanas against anyone who was a threat to eleanor.

quentin nodded and jumped off of the roof. he quickly but safely landed on the ground before pulling out his phone and dialing the school. as he listened to the ringing of the line, he kept glancing up. even though he couldn't see the roof or the people fighting on top of it.

eleanor crawled over to peter. she grabbed under his arms and pulled him towards the corner. he groaned but let her. eleanor laid his head on the ground and cupped his face with her hands, assessing the bruises on his face.

"i'm so sorry," eleanor cried softly before pushing down on peter's knife wound. she had to stop the bleeding somehow, even though it had to hurt peter. "you have to go... somewhere safe," peter coughed out, moving eleanor's hands away from his stomach. eleanor only put them back, not caring about the blood all over her hands.

"he has it covered." was eleanor's reply. peter couldn't argue. it hurt him too much. he sighed and closed his eyes, letting out slow breaths to try and ease the pain.

eleanor felt a tear run down her face. as she watched peter's face contort with pain, she only knew one thing: she had to do it. there was no other choice. who knew how quickly peter could get help. her only choice was to do this. now.

"please don't hate me," eleanor whispered before starting with her plan.

eleanor squeezed her eyes shut. she very quickly lifted the knife, pulling it out of peter's stomach. peter screamed out in pain, but if fell on deaf ears as wade was busy with harry.

"i'm so sorry, baby," ellie cried out, putting her hands back on peter's stomach to stop the bleeding again. she tried her best to calm down her boyfriend by shushing him and using one hand to cup his cheek. "what are you doing?!" peter asked. he knew that she knew taking out the knife would make him bleed more. what was her plan?